Saturday, May 23, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Sometimes he just pivots on his bottom. He'll grab what he wants and pivot back to his starting point.
So when Randy pushes on his back or bum, he is using those extension muscles and not those flexor muscles.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
So, I have to practice rolling; practice bearing weight on his hands (especially the right); practice side sitting; practice bearing weight on his knees; practice putting objects in container; practice holding two objects (one in each hand); practice waving bye bye; read books daily; patch his eye daily; use the NUK brush on his mouth; make sure he closes his mouth around his spoon; introduce new textures; and love on him everyday. WHEW!
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Randy has also decided that big boys don't drink bottles. It is a daily battle to get him to take his bottle. Most people say, "Well take him off of it". But right now I can't. He's still on formula, and the doctors would like for him to get 20-24 ounces per day. He does not do well with the sippy cup and can't drink from a straw. I can get a few sips into him by using an open cup, but it doesn't add up to much. The nurse from the feeding team thought maybe it was a taste issue and suggested putting vanilla or chocolate syrup in his milk for taste. He liked the new taste, but did not drink anymore. His appetite for food is still there; he just does not want the bottle.
Weight - 18 lbs 5 oz
Length - 29 1/4 inch
Head Circumference - 43 cm
Language - 8 months
Visual Motor - 7.2 months
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Randy has had had his scalp cut 10+ times in his short life. So you can imagine that he is ULTRA sensitive where his head is concerned. He hated for anyone to touch his hair, much less comb it. So it was time for a hair cut.
Dad had the honor of taking him to the barber shot. Randy screamed and squirmed and basically terrorized the place until it was over. I am happy that I was not there! The only down side is that he looks less like a baby and more like a big boy (sniff).
Thursday, May 7, 2009
First I blog because it is therapeutic. I have honored a lot of feelings by blogging: fear, anxiety, worry, and joy. It feels good to write about his development and look back a few weeks later.
I also blog to keep family and friends posted. Most of them are here in the city, but they still may not know the day to day progress. It becomes difficult to relay the same doctor appointment seven, eight, or ten times.
Lastly I blog because I want to help that other mom and dad who has just had this little frail baby that is clinging to life. I want those parents who just heard the words "Brain Bleed". I want all of these parents to know what my son's life is like one year later. I want to give them reality: therapies, doctors appointments, surgeries, working with their child daily. I also want to give them hope: the smiles, sitting up, rolling for the first time, swinging at the playground. If my blog helps ONE parent/family, then it is worth the time and effort.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Your eyes are not deceiving you; that is a chicken bone. He did not eat the chicken off the bone, but he did enjoy chomping his gums on it. And don't worry, I was sitting right in front of him.
The therapist is having us to make sure that he closes his mouth around his spoon when eating. If he does not, then we should place the spoon on his tongue. This will make him close his mouth. I am also to take his NUK brush and put it in the back of his mouth where his molars will be. He loves to chomp on it. Of course he does better on his right side instead of his left. She says this is a good exercise. He is to do this twice a day. Next week she is going to work on something with an open cup. Can't wait!!